February 2012
But is it enough, that’s what tortures me, is it enough?
– Waiting for Godot — Act 1 by Samuel Beckett
(via fuckyeahexistentialism)
Where does a thought go when it’s forgotten?
– Sigmund Freud (via mirroir)
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What if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.
– The Metamorphosis, Franz Kafka (via mirroir)
It all ends in tears anyway.
– Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums (via suzywire)
January 2012
The Naked and Famous live in Bangkok was great....
I think I still have rain somewhere in my heart.
– Kelwyn Sole, from “Near Brandvlei” (via mirroir)
I am not young enough to know everything.
– Oscar Wilde (via ccal)
December 2011
I think a lot, but I don’t say much.
– Anne Frank (via mirroir)
You alone are enough. You have nothing to prove to anybody.
– Maya Angelou (via mirroir)